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Chapter 112 The Patriarch of Lingyu, It’s Hard to Be Heartless (49)

As soon as she said these words, the scales of the murlocs present were covered.The patriarch sitting at the top narrowed his eyes dangerously:
"This fellow, are you a bad visitor?"

Mo Xiaoyao smiled nonchalantly, she was really not afraid of making things big.

Anyway, what she has to deal with now is the influence of another person on Fuyu. If the matter becomes bigger and the Arowana clan is in chaos, that person may appear earlier.

He showed up earlier, Fuyu broke up with her earlier, and she also completed the task earlier and moved on to the next task.

This clear logic, tsk tsk!Mo Xiaoyao gave herself a thumbs up.

So she didn't look nervous at all at this moment, instead she took a few steps and stood in front of an elder:
"The water stains on the earthen table have not dissipated, and the smell of alcohol is still rising on the elder's face. He was obviously drinking and talking happily a moment ago. However, as soon as I came in, you all put on this posture. It must be... What are you afraid of?"

"Heh, you are a little lone fish, what do we have to be afraid of?"

On the left hand side, an Elder Arowana who had clear eyes but was old-fashioned sneered.

"For example, Taifeng behind me? Or the Luanniao around? Or Xuanyuanqiu a little far away?"

Mo Xiaoyao still had a smile on her face, but every time she uttered a name, the sneering old man's face stiffened.

In the end, he couldn't even hold back the serious look on his face.

"Smart people don't speak dark words." Mo Xiaoyao saw that everyone's faces were serious, and she stopped beating around the bush. She found an earthen table and sat on it, and continued:
"I'm not in the mood to accompany you to play the game of several countries. To put it bluntly, the dragon fish clan is just the bottom of the several forces in the wild of the heavens. You think I will hang on to such a weak clan. No?"

As she spoke, she raised her left hand, as if admiring her nails out of boredom, a bright white light flashed, and five ice thorns glowing with white light grew on the fingertips.

Originally enraged by her and wanted to capture her alive, the elders of the Longyu tribe stood there in a daze as if the pause button had been clicked, not knowing what to do to react.

This kind of magic that can condense water into ice is a fairy art that only exists in the legend of the dragon fish family. How could this little girl who obviously didn't have all the scales use it so casually? !

Is it true that, as Tai Fengshen said, the revival of their dragon fish clan lies in this girl who doesn't know her origin?

"Your spell..." In the end, the young and promising patriarch spoke. He thought about his choice of words and said, "Is it an inherited memory?"

As soon as he said these words, everyone present suddenly realized: Yes!In addition to the innate inherited memory, which water tribe in this world can learn by themselves without a teacher? !

At this moment, the tiny sea fish scales all over Fuyu’s body were no longer stains on her body, but:

"Looking at the child's scales, you can tell that she was born in the sea. My dragon fish clan has been inherited by the blood of the dragon clan since ancient times! Dragons are diving in the sea! This is a sign of the revitalization of my dragon fish clan!"

"You really have some truth in saying that!"

"Not bad! That's the logic!"

Even Long Xin, who had brought her here before, looked at her with expectations—after all, he was the orphan he brought back!
Mo Xiaoyao rolled her eyes inwardly, but on her face she showed a faint joy of being recognized, barely breaking Fuyu's personality.

It's just that she's not Fuyu after all, and the disdain she reveals naturally makes her unable to be a little white flower at all:

"In this case, let's talk about the treatment issue!"

(End of this chapter)